Extended A/N: I was initially going to write the whole finale in this chapter alone but soon found I was only about half-way done and up to 10,000 words so I decided to break it down and simply have this as a 'Part 1' of the 'Finale' of the story because it got too big.
That being said:
First, I'd like to say that I'm glad I've had such wonderful and thoughtful reviewers. I honestly didn't expect to get so many genuinely liking my story. I'm even thankful for the criticism. It'll help me become a better writer in the future.
Second, I'd like to point out a mistake on my part. I accidentally wrote Philemon's name as Paimon and foolishly didn't double-check. I've since changed that error and I'd like to apologize for making it since it really feels like a huge blunder on my part. So anyway, PHILEMON is the Master they've been speaking of. Same dude from Persona 1 and Persona 2.
Third, I'd like to point out that ever since I began writing the second chapter about 2 years back, I had planned for Nanako's death, it's one of the reasons I tried to stress her importance in Souji's life. I planned the more horrifyingly brutal events that'll be happening in this chapter since then as well. In fact, the only real adjustments I made were adding Margaret, Igor, and Shadow Yosuke to the story. Margaret and Igor were originally just suppose to have one short dialogue on the acknowledgement of their errors but I figured it would make more sense for Chie, Rise, and Naoto to get as far as they did with some divinely help from them since I emphasized Souji's powertrip throughout the story for this chapter alone.
Finally, I've always felt the original game didn't expand much on Mitsuo or Adachi. I mean, really, they were 'weird' or 'bad' because the plot required that of them. There was no real explanation for ANYTHING or how they came about with such behavior. Mitsuo had some problems with Mooroka that should have been explained considering he murdered the man because he genuinely believed Mooroka was the serial killer and Adachi's background, as the fucking killer, should've been explained. Instead what we got was "Grrr! I'm evil because the plot says so!" with the main cast shouting curses at them and becoming too stupid to figure it out sooner because the plot required it. I was just shaking my head because it became redundant, boring, and stupid. That's why, in this story, I gave them a more in-depth background. I was planning to make a whole chapter dedicated to Adachi but I couldn't think of anything to fit an entire chapter so I explained it in a monologue from his shadow.
Hope you all enjoy, and thank you all for the support you've shown me.
Finale Chapter: Part 1
Reality can hurt you.
When faced with grim prospects when real events occur, people often shut down and feel that the most realistic thing happening to them is a surreal dream. They view it as a dream because it is sudden, it has not been properly reflected upon, and the change can be wholly damaging to their psyche. Hearing the death of a family member, being in a car crash, or a myriad of different circumstances irregular from the norm that we've become use to.
Many people do not wish to accept this. They believe that good usually prevails over evil or that people are mostly good. They believe in doing what is right, in fairness, justice, and other platitudes that teach to think in terms of good and evil. They do not wish to acknowledge the simple concept that bad things happen to good people, that the 'bad guy' may win, or that sometimes there can be no right answer to a problem. Often they will question why God, or the government, or any other who is seen as a powerful overlord allowed a bad event to occur.
Good intentions are normally believed to cause good results. Many people believe this. Naoto, Rise, and Chie believed it. They thought what they were doing was just, fair, and right. They assumed they could prevail because good was on their side and because they perceived Souji to be evil. Reality finally showed itself when they saw Nanako Dojima die a cruel, heartless, death and they could only blame themselves for causing the situation to occur.
Souji, for all his power, finally realized it too. He realized that he wasn't invincible and that he couldn't prevent harm from coming to his family. Despite all his effort and power, he could not truly prevent anything at all times.
He acknowledged he had been unrealistic… when he saw Ryotaro Dojima's slow death in the ambulance on its way to the hospital.
They stared… and stared… and stared…
Their eyes were glued to the fresh corpse in front of Chie and Naoto. Naoto's body trembled as she attempted to comprehend what just happened, Chie began openly weeping for the child that was lost right in front of them, and Rise looked away from the body. Rise instead turned to face Adachi. She could no longer bear looking at it.
The guilt between the three overwhelmed them. How could they have let this happen? Where had it all gone wrong? How could they have been so fucking stupid?
An innocent little girl was dead. She was dead and it was their fault. They wanted to awake from this horrible nightmare. It didn't sit well with any of them that the girl had been trampled upon by Adachi before she had been killed so brutally.
Naoto was shaking… the blood… the blood was all over her… and some of her… brain…
They couldn't make this right. None of them could. They had failed in the mission they had set forth for themselves. They had put that very person at risk and got her killed with their good intentions.
Rise snapped out of the daze once she had a proper look at Adachi's smirking face. She saw red.
"YOU SICK FUCKING BASTARD!" screeched Rise, unable to control her tumultuous emotions. She ran at Adachi blindly. She wasn't thinking at all. All she saw was Adachi's face and she felt it necessary to pound on it. "WE WERE DOING EVERYTHING YOU SAID AND YOU-!"
BANG!
Smoke came from Adachi's revolver from where he had shot Rise. Rise fell forward due to her bleeding stomach. She felt an intense burning sensation as her vision blurred. Her blood was quickly forming a puddle around her fallen frame. She was helpless as Adachi came closer to her.
The other two were still in shock at what happened. Chie began snapping into attention but was too afraid to act because of what had just happened. Rise was now in that very same danger as Nanako and she honestly didn't know what she could do to prevent Adachi from murdering Rise. Her Persona couldn't stop a bullet nor could it get to Rise when Adachi was in a much closer proximity. Chie was a naïve girl playing in a dangerous game of life and death. Adachi's brutality was enough to shake the resolve of three children foolishly playing detective.
Adachi stopped as he noticed some strange light coming from Rise's coat pocket inside her blouse. He pulled his gun in front of her face as he kneeled down and took what was there from his free hand.
A shining blue card…
Adachi felt the power brimming within it and Rise watched in horror as he crushed it in his hand. A chilling laughter echoed throughout the room as Adachi gained the power of the wildcard. Everything was spiraling downward in a symphony of failure for the investigative team while Adachi was reaching a cacophony of triumphs.
The investigative team was fucking screwed.
"Surprised to see me?" chuckled the shade of Yosuke arrogantly, Souji had seen the portal in the noose room upon entry into TV land and had come to the obvious conclusion. He couldn't sense anything beyond it though and Shadow Yosuke had revealed himself to be waiting for him. "I admit, I never thought I'd come this far and be able to fight against you as an equal. It was a very long and difficult process but I managed."
"I don't give a fuck." said Souji plainly irritated, "Get out of my way, I've more important things to do."
Souji sent a Ziodyne from the palm of his free hand at Shadow Yosuke only for the Shadow to smack it away with a quick flex of his arm. The powerful lightning bolt smacked into a far wall and burned a hole through it. In response, Shadow Yosuke sent a ray of light streaking towards Souji. Souji expertly moved out of the way of the Mahamon spell. He didn't want to take any chances, no matter how unlikely it would be to hurt him with that spell. Souji believed Nanako's life was in danger and this fool was getting in the way. Souji scowled at the fool in question.
"You think I'm just gonna let you pass?" snarled Shadow Yosuke pissed off at Souji's superior attitude, "You're gonna have to destroy me if you want to get through. Don't take this lightly. I've been planning this since our first encounter those months back."
"I told you, I don't give a shit." snorted Souji, perhaps he could try appeasing him? It may work. "How about this… you let me pass and we fight later. I have something to do right now and I don't want to waste any unnecessary time."
The Shadow smiled knowingly. It was getting what it wanted, it was getting Souji's attention.
"You're that desperate? Where is all your arrogant bravado? Don't you want to show me how much better you are?" Sneered the shadow mockingly, "I'm not letting you pass here. Not after going through all the trouble of assisting those three brats in their effort to take you down."
Souji's eyes widened in surprise. Shadow Yosuke sneered in pleasure. That got his attention.
"Oh yes… It started once I sensed Rise Kujikawa return with two people, I knew it was the perfect opportunity. I had kept the glasses left from the stupid bear, including the one you discarded, in case they ever came in handy. I placed them in a visible spot on a table I put near the crater in the shopping district. I sensed their approach and quickly left. I ate shadows in areas they had fought to become strong enough to devour the shadows in Heaven's Feel in a similar fashion to what your Persona has been doing. I found two strong ones, World Balance and Lost Okina that finally helped me get as strong as I am now. Before all that, I devoured the shadows of that reporter and that lying bitch Saki. I made sure to keep away from wherever I sensed you were. I had hoped those three bitches would weaken you before I struck you down but this alternative is fine. I'm going to finally kill you!"
Souji tried to hold back his irritation. The Shadow began powering up on a level that would be a danger to Souji. He couldn't help but grudgingly acknowledge that. He would need to deal with this stupid thing – it couldn't even be classified as a person – first before anything.
"Humor me," began Souji, watching dark aura of the Shadow surround itself in a cocoon. The force of the wind was kicking up as Souji attempted to maintain his cool. He didn't care for the 'awesome' display in front of him, he was one step away from running at the thing and gutting it through. He didn't care how strong it was. It wouldn't stop him. Nanako's life wouldn't be jeopardized because he was too weak. "What exactly did I do to you? You wanted to kill Yosuke for rejecting you and you did just that."
"You don't understand, do you? It's not about that! It's about what you've done since then!" It hollered in anger, "You see Souji, I am the only natural thing in this realm. This world is my world. Only I have the right to exist here! You are a trespasser who kills hordes of what should be my slaves and fucks around with the visitors who get dropped here. Only I have the privilege to do that to those people! Only I should have the right! You don't even belong here and you strut around like an arrogant prick as if you own the place! I'll make you pay for your pompous ass attitude! I wouldn't be so bored if it weren't for you!"
"Who the fuck made you ruler of this world?" snarled Souji, he couldn't believe he was having the stupidest argument in his entire life now of all times! "And hell, it's obvious you're just bitching because you were so bored here. That isn't my problem. The only person who can be held accountable for that is Yosuke for being unable to face you."
'This thing is calling ME arrogant? I should've known Yosuke had been this stupid.' thought Souji, thoroughly annoyed. 'If I HAD just fucking killed Yosuke when I entered with him the second time then this thing would never have been my problem.'
"It is your fault! You're the reason I was unable to have any fun here!" shouted back the Shade of Yosuke, "And this world is my world! I'll make you pay for questioning my beliefs with your sacrilege! Die non-believer!"
The pulsating darkness engulfed the Shadow as it morphed with him and reshaped itself. Souji got into a ready position and summoned Magatsu Izanagi for the fight. He would need it.
The strong stench of death wafted through the air. Souji tried to keep the bile down at the rancid aroma. The harbinger of peaceful death, Thanatos, unsheathed its blade.
"Megidola!"
Two shouts rung forth as both Souji and Thanatos shot Megidola's at each other. The small spheres of light connected with each other at the space between the two. For a moment, both watched in surprise as the two Megidola's converged and were pushed into a small glimmering light. Neither had expected the other to cast the same attack and both combatants gasped in fear as they witnessed the power that had been put into the attack. Megidola was a damaging attack to begin with… but two hitting one another and then turning into a super powerful Megidolan? Souji realized this attack would be much stronger than even the Megidolan that Margaret had blasted him with.
"Oh-"began Souji dumbly, not moving as he watched the combined might of the attack.
"-shit" finished Shadow Yosuke as they both witnessed the attack starting to expand.
They both scampered to the opposite ends of the creepy area for cover. A fantastic wave of godly power decimated the vicinity they had just fled from. The power was so enormous it obliterated everything in its wake. It erupted like a mini-atomic bomb inside the area and unleashed an ear-splitting noise. The walls with the tattered X-marked pictures, the ceiling with the noose, and the entire area itself vanished in a bright blast of power. There wasn't even any debris left. The very area around them shook from the magnitude of the attack and the sharp noise continued for some time until the shaking settled.
Bloody Izanagi got off of Souji so he could get up. Souji acknowledged that had it not been for Bloody Izanagi's quick reflexes, he would've been dead. Thanatos had flown high into the air to avoid the explosion after flying through the hole in the wall and carefully floated back down once the quaking stopped. Souji observed the remaining surroundings to see that only the doorway to where Nanako was likely to be remained intact. Apparently, doorways between different areas couldn't be damaged… Everything else was less than dust. It testified to the power that the two combatants were capable of.
"Let's agree that neither of us use that attack for the duration of this fight…" said Souji, grimacing at the space that had no remains of the building that was previously there.
"Oh, what's that? The Great Souji is in fear of my power?"chuckled Thanatos, attempting to piss off Souji even further. "Why would I refrain from using such an attack? It cannot harm me because this is my world! You're scared because I wish you to be in fear of me!"
"…Seriously," deadpanned Souji shaking his head as he uttered a short sigh, he gave his opponent the most disdainful look he had given anyone; "You're such a fucking dipshit that it's a crime you're still alive. If I wasn't in such a damn hurry I would fucking cut you up."
Souji was disgruntled. Bloody Izanagi was practically out of the fight already because he had taken such a severe blow from that suicidal supercharged Megadolian attack. Souji wouldn't be able to use the multiplying Heat Riser ability and would instead have to rely solely on his own wit and waning strength. Bloody Izanagi being out of the fight meant he was handicapped to only half his power already and the taunting Thanatos knew it.
"Oho, is that so?" said Thanatos mirthfully, "That boastfulness of yours is now your undoing. You've already lost, Seta Souji!"
The personification of death flew at him in a terrifying speed. Souji hoisted his sword carefully and positioned it to the side. The bladed portion was facing his opponent. Souji would have to time this just right. This was a do or die situation. Thanatos, once close enough, made a direct thrust with his sword to impale Souji.
'I refuse to fail Nanako!'
Souji pushed his body backwards. He dodged by bending backwards so that Thanatos's sword hovered over his body instead of impaling through him. Souji had held his sword perfectly still and in a lightning fast motion craned his body upwards to impale his own blade through the heart of Thanatos.
Thanatos began screeching harshly in pain. Once Souji pulled his sword free, he spin-kicked the wailing embodiment of death with enough force to make him soar in the air before slamming some meters away onto the floor. Thanatos wailed as he rolled on the floor. The humiliating defeat gave him more misery than the fatal wound.
Souji watched smirking thinly at his triumph.
'Stupid little shit deserves it.' Souji turned away from the scene to face the door. He didn't care for devouring something so pathetic especially when he felt pressed for time. Bloody Izanagi wasn't able to devour due to severe injuries from the Megadolian regardless. 'Now, onto more important things…'
As he was about to begin his stride to the twisted portal-like doorway that seemed to just hover in the air, unattached by anything, Souji stopped once he noticed Thanatos get up.
"…I…its n-n-not o-oVeR!" cried the strangled voice of Shadow Yosuke, an open hole in his chest clearly visible as he seemed to be disintegrating slowly. "I…reFUse… to… to… lose… ThIsss… w-way…!"
One hand was covering the gaping hole as he tried to still himself by etching his sword on the floor and holding onto it. He was using it as a crutch for support. Shadow Yosuke could no longer control his own flight so he didn't attempt it. Souji still wasn't able to absorb Shadow Yosuke with Bloody Izanagi so injured. He decided to just leave but if he tried to go through the portal now with his back turned then Thanatos could use that opportunity in it's own desperation to critically strike at him and potentially murder him. It was best to just finish the thing off with a precise killing blow.
"Th-this… m-My… i..s…my…w-World…!" He continued ranting nearly incoherently, "I… re-ReFUse to… I… my.. world… I can't Leh-LOSE! W-world! G-g-g-g-GIVe ME Pah!- power..!"
And at the desire for power, Thanatos unconsciously brought the attention of a Goddess who was very willing to help. A bright light enveloped Thanatos as he was reshaped into a new, more deadly, form.
'Fucking shit!'
'No…' thought Rise, slowly losing consciousness, 'No, no, no…. why did it come to this…? How could I have allowed this to happen?'
'…We're dead.'
It was with that certainty in mind that Rise fell unconscious from the blood loss. Somehow, Adachi's revolver was stronger here and even the superior vitality their bodies gained from this world couldn't prevent his gun from harming them just as it would in the real world.
Naoto fell to her knees and heaved the contents of her lunch. She continued heaving and shaking even when there was nothing left to throw up. The mental breakdown she was facing was too much for her to take. She had no idea how to react to what she had seen. Was this how life would be like for the real officer of the law? Were dead bodies of children a normal sight that these people got used to? Had she truly been ready for the dangers that police life encompassed? Would she die here like that little girl?
These thoughts along with the shame and guilt deeply afflicted her. Naoto didn't know what to do and her brain was trying to shut down the images of Nanako's blood and parts of the girl's brain having splattered onto Naoto's upper body. Naoto wouldn't even dare touch her own body in her shaking because she was afraid of both the bits of brain and blood being touched by her hands. She just wanted it off her. She wanted to go home, take a bath, and cry about this. She didn't want to face her own shame. She didn't know how to face a real criminal like Adachi.
Chie was in a similar turmoil. She didn't know what she could do to help Rise, she was terrified to face Adachi, and above all she was sickened with herself for letting the sweet little girl that she met in the grocery store die. How could she live with herself? How could she face Yukiko ever again? Where had everything gone so wrong!
Unable to face these palpable emotions of anguish within herself, Chie attempted to turn her body around as quickly as the crutches would allow to run away. She shut away the thoughts of abandoning her friends, of allowing the murderer to go unpunished, or of how she was at fault for the scenario behind her as she attempted to leave immediately. She couldn't think clearly, all she wanted to do was run away.
Adachi aimed his gun and shot at Chie four times. It was completely idiotic to turn away from an opponent wielding a gun with the intent to shoot. These three were a naïve and pathetic trio of brats that had never truly been prepared for what they were getting themselves involved with.
"AAARGGHH!" cried Chie, as she fell over from the excruciating pain. She openly cried as the bullets ripped through her body. She fell face first onto the floor and became blissfully unconscious of the following events that would proceed.
The first three shots had ripped through Chie's cast leg. The fourth had clipped her shoulder and pushed her down to the floor. Chie's leg was bleeding profusely as a result. She would likely die if she didn't get treatment soon.
Naoto stared at Chie's fallen form in sadness. It proved to her that there was no getting away from this psychopath. She desperately just wanted to abandon everything and leave. But what sort of crime fighter would that make her?
'I…' She closed her eyes and attempted to ignore the smell of blood around her. She got off her knees and opened her eyes to look directly at Adachi so that the dead body wouldn't show-up in her peripheral vision. 'AM NOT JUST A KID!'
Naoto pulled out her fake gun and summoned Sukuna-Hikona to attack with Deathbound at Adachi in righteous fury. Resolve wafted through her body.
She would fight even if it meant her death!
"Take a good look," said Shadow Yosuke in his new form, "For I am the last thing that you shall ever see!"
"Face facts, your death is imminent. Do yourself a favor and give-up."
Souji bit back a biting remark as he brainstormed what he could possibly do to win. Giving-up was something he would never ever do. If Nanako was in danger then there would be no running away either. There had to be a way to beat this fucker!
'Think back… don't focus on being worried or if I'll win or not.' Souji pondered, 'I need to be prepared and strike him at critical points if I want any hope of winning. I know I can do this… I just have to be cautious.'
'I am not afraid. I refused to be fearful of anything after fighting that Shadow Barney.'
Shadow Yosuke had transformed into a form that Souji was familiar with. Yoshitsune, the same type as the one Margaret summoned in her fight with Souji, the difference was that Shadow Yosuke's form of Yoshitsune had Yosuke's voice and yellow eyes reminiscent of people's inner shadows.
Souji braced himself as Shadow Yosuke unsheathed his two swords and got into a ready position. Yoshitsune lunged at a fearsome speed. Yoshitsune struck downward with his left sword only to be parried, he struck horizontally only for Souji to dodge backward quickly, Yoshitsune proceeded to jump in the air to strike with both his swords only for Souji to heave his sword up and block both strikes. Yoshitsune used the momentum in the air to flip behind Souji to strike at him from behind. Souji hastily whirled around and deflected the next two attacks. Souji blocked the vertical strike meant to impale him by bringing his sword down and forcing Yoshitsune's blade downward. Souji reared his left arm back and punched Yoshitsune in the face to prevent him from using the final eighth strike of Hassou Tobi.
Yoshitsune managed to pull his sword free from underneath Souji's and jumped back a few meters smirking.
"Not bad, chicken-shit." laughed Yoshitsune amused, "It was fun while it lasted but I think I'm done messing around. We're done here. Perhaps if you get on your knees and pray to me, the most awesome supreme being of this world, then I'll kill you quickly."
Souji contemplated attempting to spit in his face.
"On second thought, nah. I'll just kill you as I like and paint your blood on the door over there to commemorate by success in defeating you." spoke the Shadow in a giddy voice, "Ready to die?"
Souji did not say a word in reply. He steadied his sword to ready himself for any swift attacks from his opponent.
"Playing the silent game, eh? Don't want to acknowledge the fact that I've got you beat, do you? You're fucked and you know it."
Souji used Heat Riser in response to Yoshitsune's mocking comments. A red hue appeared around Souji's body. Yoshitsune gave a smirk of superiority before using Heat Riser himself. A blue hue appeared around his body. The Shadow guffawed at Souji's dumbstruck look of shock. Souji increasing his overall fighting ability would get him nowhere in this match.
"POWER CHARGE!" came the twin roars from both combatants.
As if it was a signal, they both ran toward each other in their respective super-charged state. They aimed to kill each other.
Souji ran full force with a Vorpal Blade attack. His sword glowed a distinct dark red hue signifying how much power was being put into this attack. Yoshitsune struck at him with a Brave Blade attack that coated his swords with a dangerous blue hue. Souji hefted his sword upward as Yoshitsune brought his left-handed sword downward to strike at him.
A thunderous boom erupted as Souji and Yoshitsune's attacks connected. A fissure erupted from underneath their feet from the connection of their attacks once again. Yoshitsune made to strike with his right sword but Souji skillfully kicked the arm quickly to divert the attack onto the floor increasing the mini-fissure and making Souji back up from the shaking ground to gather his bearings. He looked down to make sure he was fully away from the radius of the mini-fissure. Yoshitsune, however, didn't have as hard a time staying stable on the quaking ground and used it to his advantage.
"Ziodyne!" said Yoshitsune, bringing his palm straight at Souji. Souji snapped his head up, caught off-guard, and his eyes widened in shock as the lightning spell struck at him. He was sent flying into the air from the explosion after the lightning attack had struck at his body. He hadn't even had enough time to scream during impact. The lightning attack was twice as strong as a usual Ziodyne because Yoshitsune had the natural passive ability of Elec Amp. Souji let out a muffled scream as his body was burned by the attack.
Yoshitsune grinned. There was no way that fucking bastard could win now. It was over.
As Souji descended to the floor he made a back flip motion in the air and was able to land on his feet. Yoshitsune looked momentarily stunned before a smile broke out. After all, so what if Souji was still standing? He was going to lose anyway. It just meant that Yoshitsune could torture him more.
"You're a fucking idiot, ya know that?" patronized Yoshitsune, "What the hell can you even do now? You're basically dead on your feet. Get on your knees and bow down, you little bitch."
Souji was tired, his breathing was labored, and he knew that in this situation he couldn't win.
'I guess I'll just have to change the situation to my advantage then,' thought Souji letting out a slow smirk, 'This moron won't even know what hit him.'
Yoshitsune let out an angry growl. How dare that fucker!
"What the fuck are you smirking at?" shouted Yoshitsune, pissed at Souji's show of confidence even now. He wanted Souji broken and defeated before having the satisfaction of killing him!
Souji slowly pointed his finger at Yoshitsune. Yoshitsune snorted in acknowledgement. No lightning, wind, or fear spell that Shadow Yosuke had seen him use would harm Yoshitsune. In fact, any lightning attack attempted would simply repel right back onto Souji. Yoshitsune stood there amused. He hoped Souji would use a lightning spell just so he could laugh at the results before finally killing him.
"Dekaja." said Souji slowly and simply. The results were immediate.
Yoshitsune's eyes bulged as his mouth hung open gobsmacked. A silver light glowed around him as he felt his multiplied power deplete back to its normal stages. His enhanced strength, fortitude, and speed were gone. Him and Souji had been on relatively even ground when they both enhanced their abilities. He had no time to fight back against Souji who still had Heat Riser active to boost his abilities. Yoshitsune was fucked. Souji hefted his sword and ran at Yoshitsune at top speeds.
"No! Heat Ri-URGK!"
Souji beheaded Yoshitsune in one smooth motion. He fell to the floor in exhaustion from the battle. He crushed a pearl to heal some of his burned skin from the Ziodyne that had been thrown at him. He hadn't done so before because Yoshitsune had been too fast and he mentally kicked himself for barely being able to defeat Yoshitsune since Nanako's life was in danger. He had to rely on Yoshitsune's overconfidence to give him enough time to cast the spell that finally resulted in Souji's victory.
Souji got up from his resting and walked through the door. Bloody Izanagi had been healed as a consequence of Souji healing himself and he devoured the remains of Yoshitsune before shimmering into Souji's breast pocket. Souji idly wondered if the same mysterious force that had obviously strengthened Namatame, Shadow Yosuke, and Shadow Teddie had been behind keeping the portal to Magatsu Inaba intact. He wondered what it had to gain from doing such a thing. He was thankful though since it allowed him to journey forth.
Souji felt a stirring of power within himself as he went through the portal after Bloody Izanagi had successfully devoured Shadow Yosuke's remains.
Sukuna-Hikona disappeared from Naoto's vision as a fog had slowly set in. There was the sound of a clash followed by a strange ripping and tearing echo. The strange fog lifted once more and Naoto's eyes widened in shock at what she saw.
Sukuna-Hikona had been torn apart in four different pieces. It's body had been cut in half with its right leg and left arm cut apart from the rest. Naoto felt the brief resolve she held earlier crumble to dust. There was no hope.
BANG
"AAAARRRRRRGGHHH!"
Naoto cried out in pain as the bullet broke straight through her left hand and made her drop her faux-gun. She had been too distracted by her Persona's death and slow disappearance to notice Adachi expertly point his gun to shoot at her hand. Naoto bit back more tears as she tried diving for her faux-gun with her right-hand, only to feel a presence behind her. She had no time to turn around because the enemy Persona had gripped her around the neck from behind. It began to squeeze tightly causing Naoto to slowly choke due to the pain and lack of oxygen. Naoto would die of suffocation if this kept up.
She wanted to scream, cry, anything. She wanted to run away. It had been more foolish to fight back. There was no winning in this situation. Hot tears streaked across her cheeks once more as she realized this could mean her death. She didn't want to die especially not like this!
Fortunately and unfortunately, Naoto was swiftly thrown forward. Her body zipped past Nanako's corpse. She managed to push her right arm up so her head would avoid imminent impact as she fell in a heap near Adachi's feet. Naoto was dimly aware that her hat had fallen off. She coughed and sputtered as she tried to get her ragged breathing stable. She could breathe again! She looked up and instinctively backed away at Adachi's gun aimed pointblank at her face. Naoto hissed in pain as she had unintentionally put pressure on her bleeding left hand.
"Let's play a little game…" began Adachi sadistically, kicking away the hat that had fallen nearby his feet. "Hmm… how ever to start it?"
Naoto didn't move as Adachi came closer with his gun ready to pull the trigger at a moment's notice. He plucked Naoto's glasses right off of her with his free hand and put them on himself.
"Ah, so this is why you wear them? Interesting, I think I'll take it. Thanks for the gift."
Adachi didn't need the glasses. He had other means of seeing clearly in the world of idiosyncrasy but Naoto didn't need to know that. He got a kick out of how vulnerable she looked. It excited him.
The fog set in once again, Naoto was confused once she noticed that the world around her was actually becoming clearer and not foggier as thin wisps of the fog flickered and extinguished around them in the area. Why was this happening?
"Well, Naoto, here's what we're going to do." started Adachi, Naoto already had a profound feeling of dread within her. She no longer had any resolve left. She was now just shaking in fear at the unknown plans Adachi had for her. "I'm going to teach a little twit like you a lesson in why you should respect your elders. It's only fair. This is what you get for not showing me the proper respect as an officer of the law and as a person. You shouldn't have been such a snobbish bitch, you know."
Adachi pulled his gun to the side. Naoto watched as it strangely disappeared into a cloud of fog that had covered Adachi's hand briefly. Perhaps she couldn't see as clearly as she had first thought?
Naoto's train of thought ended as Adachi pushed her roughly to the floor and got on top of her. Naoto shook in fear once more. Adachi ignored the small bits of vomit, blood, and brain parts that ended up on his clothes.
'Oh God, please no, please no, PLEASE NO!'
"P-Please w-wait I-"
WHAM
Adachi slugged her to stop her from talking. She cried out in pain. Sickeningly enough, she could feel his bulge grow from his pants. He was getting sexual gratification from this. This was pleasurable to him.
Adachi began mercilessly beating on her.
"Please I-"
Whack
"PLEASE I-!"
BAM
"I GIVE U-ARGH!"
He back-handed Naoto, he slapped her, he pounded on her, and even spit on her face from time to time. Occasionally he would pick her head up by her hair and slam it on the floor for good measure. He kept up his hate-induced flurry of brutality. He wanted to hear her suffer, he wanted to hear the sounds of her crying, and wanted to deprave her on a level that would make the stupid little bitch regret ever looking down upon him!
'THIS IS WHAT THAT STUPID LITTLE FUCKING BITCH GETS FOR LOOKING DOWN ON ME!' thought Adachi in his incensed state of mind. He intended to make his point crystal clear. 'I'LL FUCK HER UP SO BAD THAT SHE'LL REMEMBER TO RESPECT ME!'
She cried, she screamed, she apologized, and she begged. Nothing made him stop. He wouldn't stop. He would bring the utmost pain and despair on the stupid bitch even if it resulted in her death! Naoto would suffer for being a naïve brat!
Her right arm tried to pitifully block his attacks but that enraged him more, tears cascaded down her cheeks like a river flood, and she cried out in pain. Adachi's angry shouts was all she heard, his fists pummeling her was all she felt, and all she saw was his livid face.
First the choking and now this… Naoto resigned herself to the pain… and just as she did, he stopped. Suddenly he gently grabbed her chin with his right hand; he pulled her head upward from behind with his left hand, and made sure they looked at each other eye-to-eye.
"Do you want me to stop, Naoto-chan?" asked Adachi in a tender voice looking down at all two black eyes, damaged nose, and many bruises on Naoto's face. It was a spectacular work of art to him. Naoto, not trusting her voice nor able to think clearly, looked up at Adachi in desperation and slowly nodded. "Alright then, Naoto-chan. I'll stop but only on one condition."
Naoto's pleading eyes looked up at him. Without words, she begged him to find out what she had to do so that the pain would stop. Adachi smirked knowing that he had her right where he wanted her. Children were so easy.
"Let me take off all of your clothes."
Naoto froze in shock. She wracked her brain and realized there was no getting out of this. She couldn't run, she couldn't fight back, and there was nobody coming to save her. Adachi looked annoyed at her outward reaction.
"Hurry up and decide, or else I'll either beat you or make you into Swiss cheese with my revolver."
Slowly, tearfully, Naoto nodded in acceptance. The warnings she had purposefully ignored all her life was going to become a harsh reality.
Adachi, ignoring the vomit, blood, and brain matter on Naoto's clothes, pulled open the black coat roughly causing the all the buttons to pop out. At the same time, Naoto felt something untie and pull her shoes and socks free leaving her feet bare. Adachi pulled off the coat hastily and threw it away, he had ignored Naoto's bleeding hand causing Naoto to cry out in pain, Adachi responded to that by smacking Naoto in the face, and then told her to shut up. Naoto chose to simply stay silent and cry quietly as Adachi pulled open her white shirt. She bit back a hiss as he pulled it roughly in the same manner and discarded it.
Adachi eyed the bandage-tape of her breasts that hid their true size in delight. Apparently, the stupid bitch wasn't a billboard like he had initially suspected. He grabbed the tape in the middle of her bare chest and yanked it free showing him her rather ample bust-size. He licked his lips as he threw away the tape. The same pressure that had taken off her footwear removed her belt, pants, and underwear. Naoto was naked sooner than she realized. She felt utterly vulnerable and absolutely scared of Adachi's lecherous look as he viewed her exposed body. She instinctively tried to cover her breasts and pull her legs together in a fearful effort to cover herself but stopped when Adachi slapped her harshly. She simply lay stiffly in a vain hope that he wouldn't do anything bad toward her.
"Now then, Naoto, for your compliance I think I'll actually reward you."
Naoto's bruised eyes briefly sparked with hope at those kind words. It was all she could do.
Adachi got up off her and backed away disappearing into the fog. Naoto knew better then to move. Something, some force, was in the fog and it could kill her whenever it wanted. Somehow, she knew Adachi still had his gun securely with him and she didn't dare make a break for it in this shameful state of undress. She knew it was useless even if it was the better option. She was too afraid to fight back anymore.
Adachi returned with a serene smile on his face in mere minutes. Naoto's eyes widened in terrified panic.
"No… no.. please… Please I'll- I'll give you anything! Money, maybe but please don't-!"
Adachi, with lightning quick reflexes, was on top of Naoto again and punched her in the face to shut her up.
"Now, now, don't be so hasty to refuse my gift, Naoto-chan. After all… you wouldn't prefer a bullet inside your pretty little head as the alternative, would you?"
Naoto quieted down again but couldn't stop the fresh tears from running down her bruised, puffy, and red face. Adachi hadn't come back with anything. In fact, he hadn't even come back with his clothes on. His hairy and dirty body could be seen clearly to Naoto as she lay their defenseless. Adachi backed up a bit with his knees and spread her legs wide open. Adachi's body was aroused in excitement. He hadn't had this much fun since fucking his own sister.
"Enjoy my gift, little Naoto-chan! I know how much you idolize us adults so I'm going to give you the joys of becoming a woman!"
Adachi didn't give any more warning as he vigorously pounded into Naoto's helpless nude body. She screamed aloud as he forcefully penetrated her walls. He had already broken straight through her hymen. He repeatedly pushed his length harshly in and pulled away before pushing back in with fearsome intensity. She screamed even higher as she felt immense pain vibrate through her entire body from Adachi's sick sexual assault. Naoto viciously shook her head in denial, wishing she was somewhere else or that it had been someone else. It was then that she felt it… she would hate herself from then on.
Adachi threw his head back at the intense amount of pleasure. He deserved this relief for all the grief in his life! This bitch deserved it for being so stuck-up towards him! Finally, something positive in his move to the shithole called Inaba!
"Yessss..!" he hissed in pleasure and happiness. "Ahhhh…"
"No... no… no, no, no, no, no, NONONONONONONONONONO…!" screamed Naoto at the top of her lungs. She wanted to deny this was happening. Adachi finally came inside of her and she felt her own orgasm. "NOOOOOOO!"
Adachi didn't pull out of her until he felt himself finish. Once he did, she lay on her right side in a fetal position crying at the rape she had just suffered. She felt violated, revolted, and hated herself. She wanted a shower to get rid of all the intense amount of disgust she had for herself. A part of her wanted to just die. She felt her inner juices leak to the floor as a consequence for what just happened.
She was suddenly punched in the face. Naoto turned her attention back in fright. Adachi gave her a threatening look.
"What, don't you enjoy being a woman now?" He shouted irately, causing her to shake in fear. He grabbed a fistful of her hair and slammed her head on the ground aggressively. She cried out in pain. "I'll make you appreciate the fact it was me who gave you such a wonderful gift! Turn around and stick your pretty little ass-up or I swear I will fucking torture you by making you bleed out with the bullet holes I'll put in you!"
Naoto hurriedly turned to her stomach, bent her knees-up to bring her butt skyward, and placed her hands to her sides. She tried to ignore the revulsion she felt as she did this. Naoto understood now that she was nothing more than an idiot who had stupidly put herself in danger. She was now facing the consequences of her own foolishness. The tears wouldn't stop as all the beliefs she had within herself regarding her hopes and dreams crumbled in a haze with each despicable act Adachi demanded of her.
Adachi got down behind her, spread her legs apart a little, and entered into her vaginally. She let out a sharp gasp. He swiftly grabbed a fistful of hair and brought his face close to her right ear.
"Listen, you little bitch." said Adachi icily, there would be no room for argument. "When I fuck you, you will shout 'Adachi-sama'. If you yell out 'no' or some other crap I don't like. I'll shoot you from behind execution style when I'm done with you."
He slammed her head onto the floor and then grabbed both her hands behind her back to hold them with his right arm. He then grabbed her hair harshly again with his left hand as he began fucking her from behind. He didn't care if her left hand was wounded and bleeding all over her back. It served the bitch right!
He zealously pounded in and out of her. This was thrilling! It was fantastic! Words couldn't properly describe how gratifying it was! She bellowed out in pain like a pig as he quickened his pace inside her walls. It had been too long since he'd had a woman. The ecstasy was wonderful!
"AAAAA-ADAAA-CHIIII-SAM-AAAAAAHHHH!"
She forcibly repeated her shouts of reverence for Adachi. Adachi openly laughed. He loved the fact these three bitches had been dumb enough to go after a criminal like him and challenge him. He had plenty energy left to fuck around with this one. He was finally getting vengeance on this bitch to show her just like he showed that Konishi tramp and that self-centered reporter! None could treat him badly and get away with it!
"That's right! YEAAHHH!" bellowed Adachi as he pumped into her thrice as fast. His voice began to hitch. "Yes, ahhh, yeaaah…!"
He would relieve himself once more!
"AAAA-DAAACHIIIII-SAMAAAAAA!"
"Yeeeeaaaaahh!"
He came inside her once more as she shouted 'Adachi-sama' at the top of her lungs. He waited once again to finish his load before pulling out of her and entirely letting go of her arms. He watched her fall like a rag doll and she didn't even try to move. She just laid there breathing laboriously. He loved it. He loved breaking the stupid tart into submission. He still had enough left in him to go and he wasn't going to squander the opportunity. He would take as he pleased and she would spread them or else be punished like the bitch she was.
"Get on your back again and spread your legs." said Adachi in a serious tone of voice, "I'm not done with you yet."
Naoto turned to face Adachi and shook her head in a pleading manner.
"Please… no… no more. I… I can't take it… Please…" moaned Naoto crying openly again and begging, "Please don't. I'm sorry, I'm sorry I looked down on you… I just can't… please… please don't make me!"
Adachi was pissed. He had enough of this sniveling! He put his hand into a cloud of fog that thickened to his right and pulled out his revolver. He shot a bullet to the left of Naoto's head. It missed her by mere inches. Naoto began shaking and hiccupping in response. She couldn't take this nightmare anymore!
"You either do it…" replied Adachi in a deathly tone, he pulled the gun right in front of her face. "Or you die. Your choice. You've got thirty seconds."
Naoto, though part of her wished to die, didn't truly desire death. Despite the horrible pain and suffering she was enduring. She just wanted this torment to end. Her self-preservation kicked in and she immediately spread her legs for him. Adachi put his revolver into the thick coat of fog where it vanished once he pulled his hand free.
He got on his knees and pulled her legs towards him. He positioned himself and penetrated her while on his knees. She groaned in resignation of what was to come. Adachi had thoroughly succeeded in his conquest to break Naoto. He pushed himself inside Naoto completely to enjoy the feeling.
"Wrap your legs around me." demanded Adachi, Naoto did as she was ordered to. There was no will of defiance left inside her. "Good. Wrap your arms around me when I pull you up."
He put his arms around her armpits and pulled her up. She wrapped her arms tightly as ordered. He paced inside of her gently. Naoto felt a hint of vertigo as he rubbed her back. Adachi didn't mind the blood from her left hand on his back. He lulled her into feeling safe as she closed her eyes tiredly. This had all taken its toll on her. Adachi's rhythmic pacing inside her actually felt good. She felt resigned to this anyway. So what if she was being stupid about this situation now? It didn't change what had happened or that she had no means of protecting herself.
Adachi pulled her away a little and started his menstruations on her breasts. He licked and suckled on them gently. Naoto felt a pang of revulsion as she sighed in contentment at his handiwork. She then screamed loudly as he started biting her exposed bosoms harshly. She threw her head back in pain as he chewed and bit her breasts. When he started biting the nipples the pain became too much for her to bear. He started pumping into her rapidly, while making vicious bite marks around her breasts, and after they climaxed together, once he finished shooting his load, he carefully pulled out and threw her onto the floor.
Naoto held her breasts with her right arm in pain. Her chest would never look the same again as Adachi spat out some of her skin from his mouth. He licked the blood around his lips as he laughed.
"Do you want me to stop, Naoto-chan?" snarled Adachi, watching her writhe in pain. Naoto looked up at him and gazed at him pleadingly. She had been so stupid! She couldn't take any more of this. "Get on your knees. Immediately, bitch."
She got on her knees and looked at him. Adachi was still on his knees as well but raised himself up a bit in preparation.
"I'll stop hurting you, Naoto-chan. Just do one little thing for me… but you have to do it well."
She looked at him with those eyes just begging for a way out. Adachi smirked in delight. This bitch was at his beck and call. She was desperate enough to do anything Adachi asked of her. He grabbed her by her hair and pulled her down to his nether regions.
"Suck it."
Souji was absolutely livid. This stupid place was taking too long to fucking get through!
Upon his entrance into Magatsu Inaba, he had been attacked by Neo Minotaur. It had taken him some time to defeat that damned monster in his current weakened state. Once he did, Bloody Izanagi absorbed it to strengthen his powers.
He had used the newly powered-up Megadolian to achieve victory on the monster laying in wait on the second floor. The Sleeping Table hadn't stood a chance against him regardless. He had absorbed it to feel this strange inner-power inside himself grow a little. He wasn't sure what it meant but he knew it would prove to be a deadly weapon once he unleashed it.
He had gathered what spare healing items he could find around the area. He didn't look around for much because he was in a rush. If he saw something that looked useful then he would take it and go. Nanako was more important than looking around for a bunch of random items. It wouldn't matter if, in the end, it had prevented him from saving her.
Souji had finally made it to the portal leading to where he assumed Adachi would be. He cursed as he felt the same sense of foreboding such as during his fights against Shadow Teddie, Namatame, and Shadow Yosuke. That fucking presence was interfering with his attempt to save Nanako! A shadow suddenly appeared to block his path to the portal.
Souji growled out loud in frustration. He had enough of this shit! He just wanted to save Nanako and leave!
A sense of dread suddenly washed over him causing him to instinctively move back. It seemed he would have to take this fight seriously unlike the other two on the way here.
The Reaper had appeared.
Naoto had continued to do many revolting erotic acts for Adachi. She continued to give into his constant demands until finally… he was bored. He left her their alone with the fog shrouding the area around her. She felt utterly alone.
She lay on her left side with her naked, abused, and bruised body helplessly left on the floor. She spat out his cum from her mouth. She had been foolish enough to give the man head a numerous amount of times trying to force herself to believe his promises. She was sick with herself for what she had done to appease him. She didn't dare move even now lest he come back and force her to participate with more of his despicable sexual fantasies. Her self-hate had returned and she was overcome by it. Her belief in justice and her own hypocritical moral standards had been completely shredded to the point that it would never ever be repaired. Through the heartless brutality of a sexual predator she recognized the truth that she had been so blind to before.
The world wasn't run by moral integrity but rather by power. Those who didn't realize it or weren't strong enough to face it were screwed. She had been stupid enough to put herself and her two friends into very real harm. She hadn't realized what that really meant until she had been raped so cruelly. Not even when that little girl died had she fully understood as she did now. There was no real control of an individual's actions. If they wanted to commit a crime, they would do it. There was no real stopping them unless there was brute force of some sort. Words, laws, and the like could manipulate but only to an extent. Even the thought of not wanting it happen to you could only hold for so long if a person truly believed they could get away with a deplorable action.
That was life. That was reality. There was no such thing as karma. That was mere bullshit people told themselves to feel better. They saw ironies in historical stories that they construed because they wanted so desperately to believe the lie that the world was a fair place. It was not. Naoto recognized that now. Even if there was a court case and she won. Did it truly matter? It didn't take back the brutality she would have to live with, the memories of the event, or the scars on her body left as a mark for the rest of her life. Life was an imperfect, cruel, and heartless bitch of a domain.
A chilling thought suddenly swept over her body and into the pit of her stomach.
"What if I become pregnant?" murmured Naoto quietly dreading the very prospect of having Adachi's child growing inside of her.
Somehow, he had heard.
"Consider it my final gift to you, Naoto-chan!" He replied sarcastically, "A baby is a miracle, right? Hahaha!"
His tone changed to his usual cruel one. His disembodied voice was echoing from the fog itself.
"I don't give a shit. It's your problem. I couldn't care less."
Tears trickled down Naoto's cheeks. She didn't move at all. She didn't dare to out of fear.
"Why…?" She sniffed very quietly. She questioned why God allowed this horrible event to happen to her. Adachi heard her voice. She, in turn, heard his raucous laughter. She would have nightmares about him and that laugh for the rest of her life.
"Because I could." He replied matter-of-factly, "And because you made the opportunity present itself. That's all there is to it. I just wanted some fun and you were the only one left standing."
Slowly, Naoto fell unconscious and into the lull of sleep. Her nude body: bruised, bitten severely, and bloodied was finally allowed a small reprieve.
A realization was acknowledged within Naoto, the little girl who read so many detective novels and romanticized catching crooks so much that she had wanted to make it her life goal. It was a dream that would never be because it had been a naïve fool's dream. It was so basic that she shouldn't have arrogantly denied the fact.
She realized that you should never allow nor expect children to face criminals.
It had been a long and repetitive process but Souji had eventually managed to defeat the damned demonic monster. It had cost him most of his healing items though. Bloody Izanagi made sure to devour the Reaper so that he would gain its immense power.
He felt that mysterious power brimming within him grow exponentially but he was at a loss on how to activate it. He wasn't entirely aware of what it could do either. He knew it was an attack but that was it. He felt he could unlock it but he lacked the right quality of… something to actually do so at this point. He wasn't sure what it meant. He needed the right feeling for it to work and that was what he lacked.
Souji discarded his current sword for the one left by the Reaper upon it's defeat. He was sure that the Blade of Totsuka would prove invaluable in a battle he was sure to have with Adachi. He consumed his last remaining soma as he inhaled and exhaled to calm himself.
He entered into the portal to face Adachi in order to save Nanako.
"It is over for us…" began Igor in resignation, "For what it's worth… I am sorry."
They were in the velvet room watching a TV projection of the events in Magatsu Inaba via the mysterious deck of seer cards. Igor had the ability to view all events concerning the wildcard this way.
"Your apology isn't worth shit to me." She retorted bluntly, she no longer gave a shit about respecting her superiors. Not after the awful events she had just seen transpire. Not to mention… "You've killed us all! My brother is DEAD because he had to go sacrifice himself to keep the seal alive and it was completely in vain! The seal will only hold for a few more hours."
Once Adachi had gained the wildcard, the seal had irrevocably shattered. The many gods sealed in place were already stirring. Doomsday was at hand. Igor had created a massacre of epic proportions due to his foolhardiness.
"Perhaps if you are willing…" spoke Igor in a placating manner, "We can sacrifice ourselves and keep the seal at bay for a few days longer."
"What difference does it make!" yelled the enraged Margaret, "The three people you put your faith into lost, the gamble with the wildcard was lost, why don't you just face it? There is nothing we can do! WE LOST!"
She took a few deep breathes to reign in her anger. The entire fiasco had utterly taken its toll on her.
"I know that but my concern is not about the seal in this case…" said Igor slowly. Margaret felt dread creep-up inside her. She hadn't managed to get her shoes or socks when she fled and she essentially only had her blue coat and pants on her. There was no replacement in this plane for such clothing due to the state of disarray. "This is regarding you. It seems there is some… serendipity to what happened between you and Souji."
"Are you saying that it was a good thing that I was violated?" She shouted to his face. Oh how Margaret and Igor's relationship had changed so drastically in just a few short months!
"It was consensual after a point." He replied pointedly, Margaret bit back a retort and looked away. "Even had it not been, you still committed sin under the guidelines of the contract of neutrality. It doesn't matter if he forced himself on you. It's still your fault."
"I digress, you have a choice because of that event. Eventually we will disappear because the seal has broken open. Only the sacrifice who sealed Nyx is keeping it stable at this point and it won't be long until that disappears too. Once that wears out, we're done for. Unlike me, however, you have a choice. I can either sacrifice myself or wait to perish but you have a different option available."
"You can either fulfill your life-long duties as my assistant and sacrifice yourself with me along with the unborn child growing in your belly or lose your powers and become fully human. Discarding all you know to try and raise that baby without any means of support in the human world. Remember we don't know which deity shall take over for sure so the world may be left alone without any changes."
Margaret sniffed in anger. To many, that wasn't a choice. To Margaret, it meant abandoning the sacrifices by Philemon and her brother to cling to life selfishly. She didn't want to abandon the world she knew, even if she was going to vanish into nothingness. She knew that her brother wouldn't want her to die so foolishly but it honestly had meaning for her to perish with the world that she lived in. It was not something she could explain in logical terms. This was her world. It was all she truly knew. The world of the humans was an uncertain and dangerous route to take.
There was a dilemma. Did the unborn baby inside of her really deserve that? Should she even concern herself with the fact it was Souji's baby and therefore making Margaret one of many that he had impregnated? Did she really have the right to kill it so prematurely? Was she even ready to raise a child on her own if it came to that? If she went to the real world, she would have no identity, no papers, and nothing to protect her. She had been a being created by Philemon to complete assorted tasks; she had no idea what it meant to really be human.
The gods and demons would have much in-fighting in this world before one of them won and tried to take over or destroy the human world. Even if it was a spare amount of time to live, it was still something to cling to. It was, however, a gamble. Margaret held no delusions about being able to fight the gods and win. No such possibility existed in her mind.
It was a conundrum. She couldn't decide what to do. She could sacrifice herself, and an innocent, to hold of humanity's doom for a few short days or live in blissful ignorance within the human world. The world may not end depending on the god that won the battle. She could possibly end-up raising her baby to adulthood.
Margaret watched the live feed of Souji through the cards until she would make her decision. She wasn't exactly sure why but there was little else to do at this point anyhow. Perhaps viewing the events would help her make the decision? It certainly wasn't an easy one to make and she needed some sort of guidance… or perhaps reassurance before she fully decided what course of action was best.
Although Margaret wouldn't admit it, her choice would rest upon Seta Souji's actions once he confronted Adachi Tohru. His actions during this event would be the underlying factor in Margaret's decision.